The MK Dons promotion party was incredible. Surreal walking down for a piss at half time finding the concourse full of pyros and that lad singing on the rafters.
One of my favourites was the Millwall 2-1 away win in our promotion season under Wilder. I think that’s potentially the most I’ve ever drank in my life. My mate was living in Maidenhead at the time in a flat. We stopped at his. Started with a spoons breakfast and a few Guiness at 8 am. Headed in to London on the train which he got us 1st class with free beers for nowt being a train driver. Once we got to London we hopped off the tube at every stop and found a pub and had a couple and then continued on our journey. Found a cool boozer called the ship and shovel which is the same pub but on different sides of the road connected by a tunnel. United won 2-1 the atmosphere was class as we came back from 1 down late ish on. It wasn’t particularly intimidating at we’d gone down in big numbers and were loud. Hit a few pubs on the way back. Mate promised us a really good Chinese was just a quick walk from his we ended up walking over a ploughed field in the pitch black to find it. Was good though. Then a couple of whiskies back at the flat at about 1 am and the worst hangover ever the next day. Pre children trip.
One of my favourites was the Millwall 2-1 away win in our promotion season under Wilder. I think that’s potentially the most I’ve ever drank in my life. My mate was living in Maidenhead at the time in a flat. We stopped at his. Started with a spoons breakfast and a few Guiness at 8 am. Headed in to London on the train which he got us 1st class with free beers for nowt being a train driver. Once we got to London we hopped off the tube at every stop and found a pub and had a couple and then continued on our journey. Found a cool boozer called the ship and shovel which is the same pub but on different sides of the road connected by a tunnel. United won 2-1 the atmosphere was class as we came back from 1 down late ish on. It wasn’t particularly intimidating at we’d gone down in big numbers and were loud. Hit a few pubs on the way back. Mate promised us a really good Chinese was just a quick walk from his we ended up walking over a ploughed field in the pitch black to find it. Was good though. Then a couple of whiskies back at the flat at about 1 am and the worst hangover ever the next day. Pre children trip.